Just a quicky experimenting with a few ideas. Heading off down south for some R&R over Chrissy. Take care all
The following poems are randomly selected from part B of the Garden series.
If you are patient, the whole story may appear. There is a doorway on this site, that will open to the poetry collection, both in context and complexity.
QuietudeThe Eleven broke camp, all was quiet.
HumourMisty rides upon Antis's great shoulders,
TempestThe quietude, was far too quiet,
RealityThe Dihpa have scoured the countryside,
CommunicationsAll these great forces have united themselves,
UprisingNever before has so many joined forces: